My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Wistan, the Dark Soul Knight.

He is a leader among the black umbrella mercenaries. After the Asian branch was taken over in one pot, he presided over the restoration of the operation of the Asian branch.

His strength is much weaker than that of many exorcists taught by him, but he has no taboos in his methods, such as using a gun.

Holding a sandblast in his hand, Wistan calmed down a little. Although this gun was bad, it gave him a lot of courage.

"Who are you and why do you know my phone number?"

Sitting in the car, Wistan took out the sandblast from under the seat and rubbed it in his hands.

"Don't be so vigilant, two Japanese onmyojis, I have already solved it for you, why don't you thank me?"

Wistan was even more confused, and at the same time, this feeling of being pinched by others was very bad.

Exposure of identity means that he is in danger at any time and is very passive.

"Then...wait a moment." Wistan sighed.

……

In the casino, Wistan has already left.

The croupier Howson stood there in astonishment. Before leaving, Wistan studd all the chips he had won today, and won.

Howson was dizzy in his head, which meant that even if he played the game, the casino lost 1200 million in one game.

"how so……"

Howson's mouth was dry, and the only good news was that Wistan left in a hurry.

"Mr. Howson, winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs. Besides, casinos are more unpredictable than battlefields. Winning or losing a game is nothing."

A handsome oriental man appeared, smoking a cigarette, with a scar on his face and two missing fingers.

"Big boss... sorry... I'm afraid I'm too old to repay the trust you gave me..."

The imposing man raised his hand, stopping what Howson was going to say next.

Walking to the side, the handsome man made a phone call: "Hi, I'm a big fisherman from Huaize Yulou. An unidentified man appeared just now. He is suspected of being a foreign heretic. His strength is unknown. Please give me instructions."

On the other end of the phone, there was an excited donkey bray, and then he replied: "Okay, okay, just watch closely. Brother Zhang, I'm still watching people fight, you can figure it out."

After hanging up the phone, the handsome man shook his head helplessly, what to do?That's just not interested.

This true senior brother really doesn't care about common things...

……

Huaize area, Su City, Chenghuang Old Street.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the streets were quiet.

Wistan looked at the unremarkable street, not knowing where to go.

He came anyway, based on his experience, since the other party could call to let him know first, he probably had something to discuss, not trying to make things difficult for him.The underground cultures of the East and the West are similar, and those who come out to mix things up can discuss and solve things, and everyone doesn't like to use knives and guns.

From 11 o'clock to 1 o'clock, Wistan waited until the night market was closed, and there were only street lights and wild cats left on the huge street, which made it quieter here.

Wistan called back several times, but no one answered. He was about to leave. At this moment, at the crossroads, two strangely dressed guys walked over staggeringly.

Two pale-faced men with rolled-up eyes wore black caps and walked extremely uncoordinated, as if they were walking corpses. Wistan touched the sandbrush on his waist and narrowed his eyes.

Those two guys are dead.He sure!

From far away, he could smell the bloody smell and stench on their bodies.

The accelerated decay must be due to the disturbance of Yin Qi. There may be something else in these two corpses!

"Don't pretend to be a ghost. The two corpses, the black soul apostle doesn't pay attention."

Wistan said to them.

One of the corpses, with the mouth cracked to the ear, stared at the eyes and said: "Wei Sitan, I will kill those two onmyojis for you, how will you repay us?"

Wistan smiled shyly and said, "Oh, lovely Eastern Undead, I'm afraid these two guys are looking for trouble for you."

Another corpse sneered: "Only by them? It should be us who troubled them. The phone number was found from their mobile phone memo. How do you think we know you?"

Wistan put away his smile. Indeed, he presided over the resumption of the operation of the Asian branch of the Black Umbrella Mercenaries. He was interfered by the Japanese Yinyang Liao, so he was forced to come to China to avoid the limelight. What the other party said may be concealed, but it is not There may be fakes.

"Okay." Wistan shrugged, "Since you didn't disclose my whereabouts to Yin Yang Liao, and you didn't notify the local exorcist in Huaxia, it means that we have something to discuss. After all, what do you want? "

"Let me do a little favor." A corpse said, "We are going to a place and let some companions come out."

Wistan's eyes lit up, release the demon?interesting.

"need me?"

"No, a living sacrifice is needed."

A strange voice suddenly came from Wistan's ear.

Wistan felt chills down his back, pulled out his gun, and turned around. It was an oriental undead in a strange costume. The muzzle of the gun pierced through the opponent's chest. The opponent said, "I'm not afraid of guns, so, do you want to continue talking?"

Wistan was sweating coldly. He couldn't feel the breath of this undead, but he could sense that the power of the superior in him was coming towards his face with oppressive force.

"I..." Wistan hesitated.

The undead smiled kindly, patted Wistan on the shoulder, and comforted him: "We need a living sacrifice, but it doesn't have to be you. Six people are enough. It must be alive!"

Wistan swallowed, the undead thought for a while, and added: "It's better to be a member of your religion. You also know that there are many rules in the Huaxia Dao of Life and Death. I don't want to poke that hornet's nest and cause unnecessary trouble."

"I... can consider it." Wistan wanted to use spells several times, but held back.

He finally remembered who the two corpses in front of him were.

Japanese Yinyangliao Tianduan shikigami master, Tachibana Mihide, is known as the "Light of the Four Kingdoms", and the other is the descendant of the Yinyangliao Miki family, Miki Shengman, known as the "Yokohama No. [-] Samurai".

These two people brought him great troubles, and he also hired assassins to assassinate him, but they failed one after another, so they died?

So, among the three undead in front of you, there must be one... an abyss level demon?

Thinking of this, Wistan's legs trembled slightly.

The undead like an official said: "Oh? Can you consider it? I am not satisfied with this answer."

Wistan hurriedly said: "No, no, no...it must be done! There are still some black soul apostles in Huai Ze area, believe me, I can satisfy you if you want a living sacrifice!"

Just as Wistan finished speaking, a corpse kissed him with its mouth open.

For the unexpected kiss, Wistan was not prepared at all, and a piece of stinky meat slipped into his mouth in an instant.

Well……

Wistan thought it was the other party's tongue, but found that it was a fat corpse worm. He retched again and again, and almost vomited up his bile, but the corpse worm still burrowed into his stomach.

"What are you doing?" Wistan burst into tears, and the stench felt as disgusting as eating shit.

"Within three days, get people ready. See you at this place, and you will get the antidote. Obviously, if you don't arrive within three days, corpse insects will lay eggs in your body, and you will die."

A corpse licked its lips, handed him an address, and smiled stiffly: "You can also try to let someone else get rid of my corpse insects, but there is only one chance."

The three undead left abruptly.

Wistan was exhausted and sat down on the ground.

There were obviously worms running around in the abdomen, and the worms had already bulged out their flesh, making Wistan terrified, not knowing what would happen next.

A decadent mood rose, and now, he had no choice.

……

……

At the same time, Maoshan.

Dan will start.

In ancient Taoism, there was a saying of "borrowing alcohol to make pills", and the smell of alcohol will completely dissolve the medicinal effects of pills, making it easier to absorb.If fighting skills are added, the absorption will be faster.

Maoshan Danhui, after the alchemy is combined, it is a competition.

A total of 41 people, including Qin Kun, Xu Facheng, Wang Gan, Chu Qianxun, Nie Yuxuan, Han Yao, Fohai, Monk Miaoshan, and Mo Wuji, paid tribute to the Ghost King.Each of them got a Baikudan and were divided into Tiangang group.

The remaining 32 people each received a Soul Accumulation Pill and were divided into the Disha group.

The competition is very simple. The Disha group decides a leader, and Maoshan will give the imperial title and magic weapon.

The Tiangang group decides the leader, the second place, Tanhua, and Maoshan will bestow the imperial title and magic weapon.

These are all added by Maoshan.

In the mountains and forests, there is a Taoist temple surrounded by torches. Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun are sitting on the stone platform like a mourning concubine. If they knew that they were divided into groups, they would not want the ghost king Qin Kun gave to them...

The dojo in the mountains and forests is very similar to the round mound used by the royal family to worship heaven, except that the middle of the mound is raised in the shape of stone steps, and the dojo is concave in the middle, similar to the stands of the Roman Colosseum.

On the first night, 32 entered into [-], [-] into [-], and the elimination was very fast.

In the Disha group, such as Li Chong, Cui Honghu, Zhao Feng, Chai Ziyue, etc., have more advantages than ordinary sect disciples, and they all advance to the top eight.At the same time, among the first eight people, there are Ying Fengyao from Diaozhu Temple, Bai Yi from Qingxuan Guan, Yuan Jing from Tianhu Mountain, and Guan Shuoyue from Yunqiu.

Zhao Feng was sitting in the stands, his donkey face was full of excitement, just now his junior was eliminated by junior sister Yunqiu Guanshuoyue, Zhao Feng had never heard of such a dazzling Taoist nun in the Dao of Life and Death.

"Donkey, what are you thinking? Wipe off your drool."

Zhao Feng looked back and found that it was Wang Gan. He was furious, "Fat pig, why are you everywhere! Aren't you on the Tiangang team?"

Wang Gan drooped his head and said with a flat mouth: "Fart, there are militants in that place, why should I stay there?"

Xu Facheng is strong, Qin Kun is fierce, Fohai is stupefied, Nie Yuxuan is rigid, Monk Miaoshan is solemn, and Mo Wuji is uncertain of good and evil. In this Tiangang group, I am as innocent as Chu Qianxun and the little white rabbit. Combat power is simply too sad.

Zhao Feng was overjoyed, put his arms around Wang Gan and said: "Don't be afraid, the Hundred Kudan is a good thing, you can't eat it once, I envy you before it's too late. At the time, you will be beaten at most, and it will be worth it if you eat it."

Wang Gan narrowed his eyes, why am I shameless?This Danhui, the whole Dao of Life and Death has come. If you lose this battle and lose face, how will you mess around in the future?

Mao Shan's heart is really bad.

Tonight, the manager of Maoshan Copper announced loudly that the competition is over, please go back and rest first, and fight again tomorrow.

Many comrades were still interested, not far away, Qin Kun also waved and said: "Fatty, drive back to the mountain."

Chapter 0871 refers directly to meta-consciousness

Fighting skills, what you care about is a word of fighting.

Properly grasped.

The battle between life and death in Huaxia, without you, is to establish a position for oneself.

No matter how exquisite your Taoism is and how abundant your spiritual power is, in the final analysis it must be used on those picky and evil spirits.

In the evening of the next day, at the Houshan Dojo.

The top eight in the Disha group are drawing lots. For today's contest, Fuyu Mountain has Li Chong, Chai Ziyue, and Cui Honghu entering the field.

Qin Kun's ten death seals were taken from Zuo Jinchen, and he has been with Dou Zong's people all year round. He has some understanding of the Taoism of Dou Zong and the Pan family, but he has never been very clear about the skills of the Zhong family.

He had seen Goddess Ma, the head of the Zhong family, an ordinary old lady from the north, so the temperament of the disciple Chai Ziyue was somewhat similar to that of the generous northern girl.

Chai Ziyue was the first to enter the arena. The opponent said it was Li Chong by coincidence.

"Heihuo, are you going down obediently or am I inviting you down?"

Chai Ziyue smiled, with a casual attitude. After the two got married, Chai Ziyue and Li Chong got along very well. The family didn't know who was in charge. In short, the appearance of the two of them throwing dog food on the stage made Wang Gan in the audience very depressed .

Fighting skills can still be played like this, it's too unfair.

Li Chong was very serious, licking his smoke-stained teeth, put earplugs in his ears, and said, "Honey, it's fine if you are a domineering at home, but if you dare to be so provocative outside, I have to teach you a lesson. I taught you a lesson."

Chai Ziyue's clothes are very bulky, it can be said that they dangle on the body.

The clothes were specially made, with many buttons. When the buttons were opened, the tassels hung down like a waterfall. On each tassel, there seemed to be metal balls or copper rings, which jingled when they collided with each other.

"Earplugs are useless."

After Chai Ziyue finished speaking, all the metal ornaments on her body trembled. I didn't see how much she moved, but those metal ornaments sang a strange sound wave. Cut back, revealing a smug expression.

He hadn't planned to procrastinate to resolve this competition.

However, that was Li Chong's vision.

Everyone else saw that Li Chong cut his hands behind the back and walked towards the edge of the dojo.

"Is this a trick?"

The corners of Qin Kun's eyes twitched, it was too fast, and he didn't know how much the sound in the field affected his consciousness from a distance, but Li Chong was one of the three tigers of the Dou Zong, and it was unreasonable to fall into the illusion so easily.